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I can't find a way to catch up
Something in this world is behind us
A shell of what I once was
Left the rest of myself within her
She got a column in

along the motorway
Flash your headlights, as you vent your rage
Don't think you'll die, cause you're much too young
Risking lives for something you call

to eat
We at the ready
I'm something to see
Head to the top I ain't blowing the lead
All of my brothers we hoping for peace
And we will accomplish it by

invented the O-Zone!
(Yeeeah) But Joe was like:
"Hold on! " (WHAT?)
And bring Buck something gon' GOD- go wrong!
(hahaaaaa)
Cowards go home! You ain't even

and pills
Taxes ain't really thrill
I'm just doing what kills, yeah
Got no bed enough to distance myself
Can't accumulate wealth
Can be there be something

know by now I got no where to sleep, and how my bank account is lookin Got no funds to eat, 

Who do I go and vent, who wanna really hear me, my momma

I go to lay down at night
I know you've been gone for a while but your still on my mind
All the time
And I know your with someone else and you've

money on something else man
Take your mother out to eat or something
Take your mother and your grandmother out to eat
Give them the fucking money man

Ok
Yeah
Yo

Let's get this over with man
I got somewhere to be
It's always something right?
It's always something
I swear

Yo

I went to school for

outside you
Ain't have to leave
You can lay back while I smash the beat
Maybe smash something else
We gonna have to see
Yeah roll them eyes oh you so bad

another verse or something?
Because that verse ain't gone cut it bruh
Think I got something else in this Book of Rhymes
Alright, ight
Let the beat come back

it up
Because we feel like who else can we really trust
But soon enough we will realize that we've had enough
If you love someone or something let it

cook on my own
Wait by the phone
Sometimes he'll call
And we'll talk till he's home
With somebody else
And I hate myself
Cause what kind of woman
Puts

attention, guaranteed, but it'll be the wrong kind!

Something something 9/11
I don't give a damn 'cause I am far too young!
Oh, and also, NO-ONE BELIEVES IT

my babies are growing up my daughters already 10, my son is a young man and I got gray up on my chin, life is passing me by, in a taxi I can't get in,

loyal, you too faithful
They want something else, they don't appreciate you
Remove people that ain't beneficial for me
Slowly but surely, players are

This is the part where I'm supposed to say something poetic
Fuck that
Imma be honest
War was declared specifically on black people
African people

yes
But it's not possible
Oh wait
I seen it
I dreamed it
And everything else in between
Catch my z's I'm sleeping
Oh God have you got something set

Ok
Yeah
Yo
Let's get this over with man
I got somewhere to be
It's always something right?
It's always something
I swear
Yo
I went to school for

Overwhelmed by my senses
Life ain't made no sense yet
I feel something ain't right
No no no
Lose it just lose it
Let's get crazy to it
This music is

We serve as examples to the youth who need a better way
Everybody has to go through something but there's better days
You don't what someone else

the E, you don't see me less i'm working or something
Don't think i'm perfect or nothing, i'm just disturbed by discussion
She off the E, Hollywood, she

a young nigga game
See they kissing ass what you done for the fame
Nigga's selling souls spending funds on a chain
Just to get robbed by them guns that they

made what is now the scene
Inspiring others by the words, the words that he wrote
The article wasn't much besides the young kids quotes
But there are